Jiang Wenfeng was staring at the snow. When he turned around and saw him, he cupped his hands in greeting: "His Royal Highness the King of Yue."
Yang Shu dismounted, threw the reins to Ah Xuan, and asked, "What are you doing here so early?"
Jiang Wenfeng was not alone. There were also Lei Hong and a group of servants, all working in the snow.
"I received a report this morning." Jiang Wenfeng said and moved away.
Yang Shu saw a touch of red on the ground, which seemed to be blood.
"Homicide?"
"Um."
Yang Shu patted his forehead: "The people living around here are all dignitaries, who is the unlucky one?"
Jiang Wenfeng said: "The Forbidden Army has a chief, Yuhou."
Yang Shu was stunned for a moment: "Forbidden Army?"
"Um."
Yang Shu couldn't help but look along this long street.
This place is not far from the imperial city, and this long street is the only way for the Imperial Army to pass on their way back.
"When did it happen? Was it an accident?"
"In the middle of the night last night, the watchman reported the case. It's not yet certain whether it was an accident. The deceased had been drinking and the cause of death was a head injury." Jiang Wenfeng finished speaking quickly, with a look of trouble in his eyes.
Yang Shu noticed it and asked, "What, is there a problem?"
Jiang Wenfeng said: "We have found out that the deceased's drinking companion last night was Di Fan."
Yang Shu was stunned for a moment.
Di Fan was one of the imperial guards who went to Dongning with them. After returning to Beijing, he was transferred to the Forbidden Army and helped them a lot in the previous investigation.
"He has no witnesses?"
Jiang Wenfeng shook his head: "It's a bit troublesome now. We can't rule out the possibility of his murder. Di Fan was the last person to see him, and he can't tell where he went."
Yang Shu was silent for a while, then turned to Ah Xuan and said, "Go and tell Xiaotong that we will have pot for lunch."
Ah Xuan was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness, are we not going to the palace?"
"Where are you going?" Yang Shu stopped, then turned around and continued to ask Jiang Wenfeng, "This is a bit strange, can I see him?"
Jiang Wenfeng hesitated for a moment.
Last time Xuanduguan's case was approved by the emperor, this time... given his status, it's not very convenient!
Lei Hong came over and said, "His Royal Highness the King of Yue, I have a good relationship with Di Fan. If you have anything to say, let me ask him."
Yang Shu also knew that this matter was a bit difficult, so he said: "Okay. I believe in your ability to investigate the case. If there is anything you need help with, just let me know."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Jiang Wenfeng raised his head and met his eyes.
The two of them had a tacit understanding.
Therefore, Yang Shu did not go to Chengxing Palace and went back home.
Ah Wan was surprised when she saw him coming back.
"Has His Highness changed his gender? Such a big thing as going to see Miss Ming was canceled?"
Yang Shu leaned towards the charcoal stove and said weakly, "There is no way, the snow is too thick, I can't walk!"
Ah Wan didn't believe it. Didn't he know how thick the snow was before going out?
So I went to A Xuan to get the news.
When Ah Xuan explained the situation, she was also surprised: "Everyone is in danger, and he died on the street?"
"That's it! A person who has served in the imperial army will fall to death because of drunkenness?" Yang Shu shook his head, "I really don't believe it."
Each division of the Forbidden Army is governed by the commander-in-chief of the capital, and those who actually lead the troops on the front line are these military commanders.
In a place like the capital, there is no incompetent person who can be the warlord of the imperial army.
Ah Wan thought for a while and then said: "Although this matter is a bit strange, His Highness didn't even go to the palace. Is there any other reason?"
A Duyuhou doesn't have such a big weight, and it would be more or less the same if the leader died.
Yang Shu said: "At such a critical time, it is better to pay more attention to the sudden death of a Du Yuhou." He sat up and said, "Ah Wan, go and check the recent movements of the Forbidden Army."
"Oh, good!"
...
At night, the Imperial Treasure House has been closed, leaving only the upstairs private room with lights on.
Yang Shu was half lying on the rocking chair, lazily looking at the album.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door from outside.
Jiang Wenfeng's voice came: "Why do we have to be so mysterious every time we meet? As if we are telling others that we are doing something shameful?"
Yang Shu moved the album away: "Aren't we doing something shameful?"
Jiang Wenfeng thought for a while: "That makes sense."
This is rebellion, and it is irrefutable.
Yang Shu sat up straight: "How is it?"
Jiang Wenfeng took off his cloak, shook off the cold dew on it, and said, "It's still unclear whether it was an accident or murder."
Yang Shu was surprised: "With Master Jiang's ability, you can't find out?"
Jiang Wenfeng rubbed his brow tiredly: "It snowed heavily last night, and all traces were covered up. There are several specious injuries on the body. It's impossible to tell whether it was a fall or someone who pushed it down."
Yang Shu smiled and said: "Or should I say, judging from the evidence, it is more like falling to death after drinking, but based on Mr. Jiang's intuition of handling cases for many years, do you think there are twists and turns?"
Jiang Wenfeng nodded.
"Your Highness is right. If it had been another official, he might have concluded that he fell to death while drunk. It was my own suspicion that made me unwilling to close the case." He paused and sighed, "However, it is being treated as murder. Right now,
There is only one suspect, Di Fan."
After the Dongning case, they occasionally had contact with Di Fan. Because he was in charge of a group of forbidden troops, they would sometimes ask him for help, but Di Fan never said a word.
From an emotional point of view, they don't want Di Fan to get involved.
"What's going on?"
Jiang Wenfeng said: "Di Fan was promoted years ago, and he and the deceased were on duty in the front office of the palace. The two had a very good relationship. Last night they left the office together after leaving the office, and met for a drink until midnight. Di Fan said, leave
He was separated from the deceased on the Royal Street. But the terrible thing is that the place where the deceased fell to death was only a hundred steps away from the intersection where they separated, and he had no witnesses."
Yang Shu pondered: "With a distance of more than a hundred steps, as long as the deceased shouts, Di Fan will hear it."
"So, assuming the death was a homicide, Di Fan cannot escape suspicion."
"So what's the matter with no witnesses? He will always alert the concierge when he comes home, right?"
Jiang Wenfeng smiled bitterly and said: "His home is far away, so he rented a house nearby. Sometimes he would get off duty late and sleep there. There was only an old man with a deaf ear guarding the door, and Di Fan didn't like calling him up.
Trouble, he often climbs over the wall to get in. We found him this morning, and he was still sleeping soundly and had no idea what was going on."
"Were they very drunk?"
Jiang Wenfeng shook his head: "How could it be? The Forbidden Army could be summoned at any time. Di Fan said that they were only slightly drunk and their minds were still clear. He and the deceased often drank together, and he knew that the other party's alcohol content was not enough to affect his reactions and skills.
"
Well, this will make it even harder to clear his suspicions.
Yang Shu pondered for a moment and then made the request: "I want to meet him." (To be continued)